poetry AGAINST COALITION: A SHORT POEM ON THE NATURE OF MOMENTUM

[Noer 577]

The irony of momentum, looming
wrothful waves crashing a top a gentle
white shore: stones condemned to ensuing
doom and the weeds atop their white mantles
both will despair into the undertow.

 

~ Anonymous 

[Xarkly 12618]

It was a different mantra Villorik hummed among the Covenant ranks - an old one of Dwarven origin.

 

"This changes nothing."